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Spaghetti Valley Part 8

from Spaghetti Valley by Will Tuckwell

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When there's nothing left of a giant filling meal
And you're staring heavy hearted at your plate
All that you can do is check again that it was real
And reminisce of all the things you ate
The spicy lava sauce, the boundary seaweed
A thousand flavours celebrated death
And they all came together so you could watch them breed
And taste them hours later on your breath

Oh the Bolognese congregated
And people from across the land rejoiced
And a newborn muse was created
And he showed them how their deepest thoughts were voiced
Oh the Bolognese congregated
And everyone who smelled it shed a tear
I myself was fixated
And I couldn't bear to watch it disappear

When I first laid eyes on the porcelain bowl of bliss
I could smell a deep connection with the truth
I'd had it many times before, but never quite as good as this
Twas the perfect application of my youth
And the adolescent onion, the ever browning mince
Came to be such amiable friends
And I've never met another in all my meals since
That's made me so heartbroken when it ends

Oh the Bolognese congregated
And people from across the land rejoiced
And a newborn muse was created
And he showed them how their deepest thoughts were voiced
Oh the Bolognese congregated
And everyone who smelled it shed a tear
I myself was fixated
And I couldn't bear to watch it disappear

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from Spaghetti Valley, released September 20, 2013

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